Classes. The other part of the school year that had nothing to do with friends, chatting or enjoying the last year. Still, Eva liked Arithmancy. At least when she had her head focused on the numbers she wouldn't have to think of other things.
She walked in confidently, but not before a soft sigh as she passed the big door, just like all the other doors in the castle.
"Good morning, Professor Shackleton. How do you do?" she greeted her Head of House politely as she grabbed a seat in the second row and began to collect the items she would need for the lesson.
She placed the small empty bag next to the chair and looked around, studying the room with more interested than she had ever showed for a classroom. One year for now, I'll never get into a space like this again. THhnking, Eva couldn't quite tell if it was a good thing or a bad thing. Probably both, she concluded.

She looked at the younger students and their excited looks. Others seemed to want to be somewhere else. She chuckled as she spotted the little kid she had talked to on the train... Evan, she remembered. The one that wanted to take all the possible classes.
This is Hogwarts... Anything is possible, she decided with another chuckle.